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    There is an awful lot of classism in this. When you are raised in poverty you develop impoverished tastes. That is a fact. When you grow up and move out of poverty you return to the foods of your childhood for comfort. You are allowed to not enjoy a sandwich, but do not imply that people who enjoy those foods are

    Has anyone else picked up on the fact that this is The Knight's Tale - adapted from Chaucer? With a bit of Orpheus and Euridice thrown in for flavor.

    When I was three years old my father went to China and brought me back this rattler/python hybrid. His name is Snakey (what do you want? I was three.) and he has slept in my bed ever since. He's gotten a little manky over the decades. My mother's dog ate his rattle and his fangs. I chewed out his first tongue soon

    I can't decide if I want to do this, or stick to my original plan and be eaten by foxes. I guess, if my family hurries, they can do both. It would have to happen pretty fast, though, since foxes do not react well to formaldehyde.

    Is this an appropriate place to tell you guys about my experience working at Sonic? I was one of the few, the proud, the brave who wore roller blades to deliver the food. The tips were markedly better and customers were generally much nicer to me than otherwise. Unfortunately, not everyone was caught up in the magic

    Hey look! It's a facial-merkin!

    These are not maggots. These are meal-worms. Beetle larvae. They eat grain, not rotting flesh. Believe it or not, they are delicious. They taste a bit like pork scratchings. That's pork-rinds for the Americans in the comments section. They are basically fried fat.

    I cannot be the only person here jealous of coming home to that, right?

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    Cider is an integral part of Somerset culture. My husband is from the West Country and he appalls everyone by drinking only ale. This video sums up a great deal of the best bits of rural UK culture.

    It depends on where you are when the bus hits you. They might just think it's for a Bible study. You could counteract the effect by covering the margins with Norse runes to drive straight past obsessive religious and directly into horror movie territory. Whoever hits you will imagine themselves cursed. Dressing

    You read the Vulgate too?! I was convinced that I was the only person on the planet - other than my brother. Noli timere. The world needs more literary geeks.

    The Grapes of Wrath appearing on this list is good news on two levels. 1) People really are getting sick of republicans. 2) The writing is astonishingly beautiful. I have never read a more beautiful miscarriage.

    This is more about the gif than the article (though the article was good!) - that extended pinky thing is actually a holdover from pre-fork English table manners. Peasants ate with all four fingers and their thumbs. Nobels ate with the fore and middle fingers, plus thumbs. It was considered refined and dainty to keep

    This reminds me of the 18th century woman who convinced everyone that she was giving birth to rabbits. Having said that, I must admit that I am impressed by her 'inner' strength.

    I can't be the only one thinking of one of the earlier versions of Snow White, right? Carl Jung was right. Fairy-tale motifs surface in the strangest ways.

    That is Isabella Rossellini dressed as a duck! You know, I think that there is a good chance that they (the GOP) were. Wouldn't it be wonderful if we all had magic vaginae?

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    When a woman named Lolita went looking for a pet she picked the sex-offender of the animal kingdom. Was his name Humbert Humbert by any chance?

    I went through 7 copies of 'Brave New World' before I finished it (at nine). My mom kept finding my copies and destroying them. She should have known that would only make it worse. I wound up hiding the final copy in the air vent. Frankly, the caste system and suicide bothered me much more than the sex, even when I

    I found (from my experience working at a Texas Sonic - where I was the only white server and got a lot of catty comments from other white girls for having a job #smalltownssuck) that race mattered less than wealth - and rich people NEVER tipped. Poor people knew what it was like and would sometimes match the price of